Moen stood in the air, his right index finger pointing at the black sand on the ground, and the phantom of the god of fire standing about eighty meters high stood behind him, and the aura of the silent desolation slowly seeped out from the phantom of the god of fire.

The aura of heaven and earth within a radius of five miles was all condensed on the finger that Moen punched. The phantom of the fire god resonated with the Great Wilderness Sutra, and a faint divine power spread out to the surroundings.

In the sky, half a finger slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The black sand on the ground slowly looked at the finger in the sky, and he was seriously injured under the shroud of divine power, and he couldn't resist at all.

Burst~

Heisha spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly sat down on the ground.

"If you want me to die, it's not that simple!

The spear in his hand delivered a fatal blow this time, heading straight for Moen in the sky.

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner Finger of the Heavens, one finger moves the mountains and rivers!"

A huge finger fell from the sky, and only the moment it made contact with the spear of the black sand, it knocked his attack aside, and the surging aura fell from the sky under the addition of this finger, heading straight for the black sand, half of a finger to be exact!

Boom~

The black sand was directly suppressed by half a finger in the ground, and life and death were uncertain!

"The head of the regiment is dead!"

"Everyone, run, the head of the regiment is dead!"

"The head of the regiment is dead!"

"Run!"

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The remaining nearly 3,000 people saw that the black sand was suppressed, and the remaining two regiment leaders were dead, and began to desperately flee in the direction of the black market, and they were also afraid that the kid from the Fire God Temple would show such a finger and take them all away.

Wang Yao quickly walked on the battlefield, using the wind of exploration to find out which ones were seriously injured and not dead, and directly sent them all onto the road to the west.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze grows again. There are many cases of sneak attacks on the battlefield because of incomplete killing, and Wang Yao definitely avoids such a thing from happening.

Huddle led the four lower-level elemental summoning beasts of Bingnais, Ardyan, Revos, and Seyvertek to collect loot on the battlefield.

Moen in the sky fell to the ground with a pale face, and the half of his finger disappeared with it, and the black sand under his finger had long since become a puddle of flesh.

Wang Yao went to the old widow's headless corpse and took back his spatial ring, and casually threw the necklace inside to Moen.

"Your necklace!"

"Big brother, help me, I can't move!"

Wang Yao ran over quickly, picked up Moen on his back and ran towards the col in the distance.

"That half of the finger is what you made out after half a month of research?"

Moen nodded and said, "Big brother, that's a god-level chemical martial arts, and it's powerful enough to make half of it in half a month!"

Wang Yao nodded and said, "You recover your fighting spirit first, I'll protect you from the Fa, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!"

"Good!"

Moen snapped a high-grade crystal from his luxurious necklace and began to sit on the ground to regain his fighting spirit.

Wang Yao on the side was holding an intermediate otherworldly crystal to restore his magic power, while observing the surroundings, relying on the elemental worship of the elemental spirit, even if he lay down to sleep, he was cultivating, but the speed would be relatively slow.

An hour later, Huddle ran over in a daze and threw a spatial ring to Wang Yao.

Wang Yao nodded, and casually lifted Heder's contract summons.

A total of 7,992 space rings were found in the audience.

He had acquired four thousand and thirty souls in this battle, and as for how much Moen had obtained, he had not yet asked.

After the people present were killed, the souls immediately ran into the soul crystal balls of the two, although they were not killed by their own hands, but they were counted.

According to calculations, there is no need to kill 100,000 people, only need to let the soul crystal absorb the souls of 100,000 human races, and the contract will be completed.

Wang Yao didn't have a chance to calculate the gains from this battle, each of these mercenaries should have a little bit of personal goods on them.

He didn't expect that this group of people would fight so badly, and they all killed each other, it seems that they must usually look at each other unpleasantly, but now they have found an opportunity.

What surprised him the most was Moen's blow, which crossed three levels and killed an injured ninth-level master on the spot, you must know that the gap of one level is difficult to cross, and he directly crossed three.

"System, is it there?"

"What's the matter with the host?"

"Find out what the origin of the Great Wilderness Sutra is. ”

"Check it yourself, I'm not available!"

Wang Yao frowned, and said coldly: "You have built a library in Lao Tzu's spiritual space, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, why are you so stingy, how can I sink my consciousness into the sea of Dao spirit when I am in a dangerous area!"

"Okay, okay, you wait for me!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Wang Yao was lying on an anticline plane releasing the wind of probing, Moen had been sitting here for an afternoon, and there was no sign of waking up at all, it seemed that the consumption of this blow to him was really very large.

Loneliness, a desolate aura enveloped Wang Yao.

In a trance, Wang Yao seemed to be pulled into an endless desert.

Wang Yao instantly released a dispelling magic, dispelling this negative effect, and looked at Moen vigilantly, this aura emanated from his body.

At the same time, the system found out the origin of the Great Wilderness Sutra from the pirated ancient books: the Great Wilderness Sutra is the ancient holy body of the Wilderness Period, an ancient scripture traced from the creation law of the Endless Void.

The Great Wilderness Sutra records: The Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Finger, the Great Wilderness is divided into sea seals, the Great Wilderness is divided into sea broken empty steps, and the Great Wilderness Earthquake Earth Recipe Four God-level Creation and Chemical Martial Arts.

In an earth-shattering war during the ancient period, the Great Wilderness Sutra was lost and its whereabouts are unknown.

"It turns out that the Great Wilderness Sutra is a practice of the human race, how can they appear in the hands of the elves in the Eastern Xuan Secret Realm?"

Even though Wang Yao had a thousand questions in his heart, no one came to answer him, and the ancient books that claimed to be well-versed in ancient and modern times only recorded a few sentences of the Great Wilderness Sutra.

"No, when Moen wakes up, he must change the Great Wilderness Sutra, this is a god-level creation and chemical martial arts!"

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, and all the plants and trees within a radius of 100 meters withered, and the rich vitality surged wildly towards Moen's body from all directions.

Wang Yao quickly opened the trophy, took out a handful of spirit grass from it, and put it on the ground.

From the smallest one-leaf spirit grass to the mid-level Otherworldly Crystallized Dragon Vine Spirit Gourd worth 10,000, they were piled up into a small pile, and there were more than a thousand plants.

The aura in the spirit grass condensed into a liquid and flowed into Moen's body, and his dantian devoured this energy like a bottomless pit, without any intention of stopping.

The spirit grass with a smaller aura has already entered a withered state.

Seeing this, Wang Yao took out a blood-stained rose from the space ring in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood-red aura instantly flowed into Moen's body.

The pile of spirit grass he had just taken out had all withered, and the blood-stained rose in his hand had also wilted a little, and Moen's black hole-like dantian was finally about to stop!

Wang Yao placed the bloodstained rose on the ground and stared at Moen in a daze.

I knew that there was such an awesome thing, and I was stupid to ask for something to summon a scroll, wouldn't it be fragrant to ask for this thing?

"Big brother, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly!"

After meditating, Moen opened his eyes and saw Wang Yao sitting dejectedly beside him.

Wang Yao picked up the withered blood-stained rose and said, "Let you recover your fighting spirit, I didn't let you eat the spirit grass, you look, you look, you look around, this is all a good thing you did!"

Wang Yao grabbed a handful of spirit grass with an expressionless face and shook it in front of Moen.

On the ground, the stubborn blood-stained rose was still releasing what little aura it had.

Wang Yao picked it up and bit the flower bone fiercely......